I became annoyed, my mind was a void
I neede it said to forget the memories in my head

What did I think, what can I believe?
That what I thought was what I believed
And a part of reality

Just what I want, in my old haunt
Were ideas I find in my old mind
Looking back at me

Ideas in my memory, affect me daily
The old habits that limit my faith,
Keeping me in my place

The mystical man with the magic hand
Which I need to find, to quiet my mind
If he's found, my thoughts will be sound
If all this is real, it's some kind of deal
It's just, just the way of the world
Hurt and pain are bound to be unfurled

Wouldn't fall if my conscience had a firewall
Life would be complete, never having to face defeat
When I pray, take the thoughts away
This ritual of prayer, God's work is fair
It's just, just the way of the world
My conscience will be asleepin' tonight

This can't go on, I should open the good book
I could make it real if I took a look
I do feel drawn towards the true word
They seem to give life ... my wills in strife
It's just, just the way of the world
It's just, just the way of you and me

"'I'm coming back, I will return
And I'll cleanse your mind and see you learn
I have the fire, I have the grace
I have the truth to take your soul to a higher place."